The Wolf

Somewhere inside

Lives a different plan

It spies out the windows of my fleeting soul and it waits

Oh my, what a patient mind

Oh my, so selfish and kind

'Cause you don't mind embarrassing me

With the drugs that you mix

That leave me broken to fix


And my home seems dull

It's lost it's taste

I look out my windows but only see reflections of

My life, standing still

Oh my, so broken and ill

From the monster that hides in disguise

So rotten to the core

I hear the wolf at my door...